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English Translation
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Sèist
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Chorus (after each verse)
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He mo leannan, hó mo leannan
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He my love, ho my love
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'S e mo leannan a' fear ùr
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My love is the new fellow
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He mo leannan, hó mo leannan
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He my love, ho my love
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'S e mo leannan a' fear bàn
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My love is the fair-haired lad
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A dheidh'adh an àird a bhàrr an t-siùil
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Who'd go right to the top of the ship's mast
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'S e mo leannan a' fear laghach
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My love is the pleasant lad
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'S tu mo roghainn, thaghainn thu
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You're my choice, I would select you
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'S galair na's miosa na'n déideadh
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A plague worse than the toothache
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Air an tè thug bhuam mo rùn
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On the girl sho took my love from me
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Nar meal i 'n gùn ùr 's a'chiste
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Let her be without a new gown in her clothes chest
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Na na shuidheas air a glùin
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And without what would sit on her knee
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Nar meal i 'n curraic na'n cleòca
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Let her be without cap and cloak
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Nar meal i 'n t-oigear na 's mù
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And especially let the young man be denied to her
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'S tric a chaidh mi leat dha 'n tobar
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Often I went with you to the well
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Cha tugadh sinn dhachaidh drùdh
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We wouldn't bring home a drop of water
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'S tric a chaidh mi leat dha 'n bhàthaich
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Often I went with you to the cow-byre
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Sneachda na b' àirde na glùin
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With snow up higher than the knee
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'S tric a chaidh mi leat dha 'n t-sabhal
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Often I went with you to the hay-barn
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Fodar fodhainn 's bhos ar cinn
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Ther would be hay above and below us
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'S leabaidh bheag an cùl a' chidsin
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And the little bed at the back of the kitchen
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Far 'm bu tric bha mise 's tu
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You and I would often be there together
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'S nuair a bhiodh càch na laighe
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When the others had gone to sleep
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Dh'fhosg'linn dhut an uinneag chùil
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I would open the back window for you
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